I don't know what happened. I was on TvTropes and I lodt so much time... Anyway, here's the next chapter.

X-overs: Jackie Chan Adventures. I really loved that show when I was younger.


Bree loved the San Diego Zoo, she loved the animals and had found memories of going to see them with her family. The first things you saw when you walked into the zoo were the flamingos, even with the renovations they had made over the years that hadn't changed.

Bree was having fun. She was actually enjoying herself. That really should have been her first clue that everything was about to go to sideways. She found herself being stalked by Death Eaters. Unfortunately for the Death Eaters they had caught up to in a zoo and well…

The thing is keeping wild animals contained in a zoo nowadays mostly hinges on the fact that the animal has no real desire to leave. All of their needs were met and the keepers made sure they didn't get bored.

Of course there are a few other factors. The giraffes at the San Diego Zoo could very easily walk right out of the exhibit. The reason they don't is because of a rather simple concrete wall. Now the giraffes could very easily step over the wall, but the wall is curved inn such a way that they can't see where they would be stepping if they did. They can't be sure if where they'd be stepping is safe, so they don't try to get past the wall. They have no reason to take that risk, well, at least not until a certain blonde magi arrived.

After the incident the zoo was closed for a few days while an investigation was conducted. The investigators managed to piece together a series of events that went like this; Two men attacked a young woman; The male giraffe walked out of the enclosure and then kicked the men away from the girl; People fled; The giraffe returned to the exhibit.

What the news reported was that after the young woman was attacked the giraffe, thinking that it was taking a risk, stepped out of its exhibit to defend her and returned once the threat was neutralized.

The truth was that the Death Eater made a grab for Bree just as she got the giraffe under her control. After the Death Eaters were unable to continue their assault Bree, having finished borrowing the animal, had the giraffe return to its enclosure.


Bree was laughing in her motel room. The look of that Death Eaters face when the giraffe kicked him had been priceless. She couldn't stop laughing. The phone rang. Wes had finally called back they had talked that morning about Bree's situation.

"I've talked to some other hunters. Told them about the dark magi and to expect bodies. They'll make sure word gets out." Wes stated.

"Did you tell them about me?" Bree asked. "I don't want to end up looking down the barrel of a shotgun."

"Don't worry, I warned 'em… You might want to avoid making the news from now on though." Wes replied.

Bree grinned. "Hey, it wasn't me, it was the giraffe." She protested. Wes sighed.

"Just try not to attract attention alright? You wouldn't want any uniformed hunters coming after you." He said.

"Yeah, yeah. It'd be easier if you could just tell every hunter." Bree responded.

"I'm spreading the word best as I can. I haven't been able to contact John yet." Wes stated.

"John?" Bree questioned.

"Winchester, you remember, he stopped by the day I found out you were a magi." Wes explained.

"The guy with the vintage car, right?" Bree asked.

"Right. He went off grid awhile ago." Wes replied. "I'm going to call Bobby Singer next, he'll be able to spread the word and he might know where John is."

"I'll talk to you later then." Bree said.

"Stay out of trouble 'til then." Wes said.

Bree laughed. "I'll try Wes. I'll try." She said.


Bree got a visitor that night, one of Lisa's contacts. Lisa had noticed that she had developed an immunity to Voldemort's followers, so had, Vince, Percy, who wasn't working at the ministry anymore, and some of the men that worked for Lisa. In retrospect she probably should have told Lisa about the wish she had made in Japan before she told Wes but Lisa was scarier than Wes.

Then Bree was told that the revelation that pretty much anyone that Bree cared about (because that was the only connection they could find and re, who else could do something so impossible) was immune to Death Eaters had led to Alice wanting to take a more active role in things. That had led to fight which led to Lisa referring to Alice as Bree which had led to Alice running away. Bree, after telling the contact that she had no idea where Alice was, she assured him that she would keep an eye out for her wayward cousin. The contact left and Bree was left alone with her thoughts.

Alice was just as resourceful and manipulative as she was. But she didn't have the training and she couldn't use any of Lisa's contacts without her knowing. Bree knew that Alice would be safe from the Death Eaters but there was a long list of other dangers out there. But Bree had her own problems, especially now that she had to pay, was paying, the price for the wish she had made in Yuko's shop. She had to focus on keeping herself alive before she could do anything for Alice.


"John Winchester is dead." Bree blinked slowly. It was early in the morning and she had just been woken by the incessant ringing of the phone.

"Could you repeat that?" she asked.

"I talked to Bobby. John Winchester is dead. He made a deal with a demon so he could save his oldest son." Wes explained.

"Damn, that's… that's just… Damn." Bree was at a loss for words.

Wes sighed. "I know kid. I know." He said.

"What are you going to do?" Bree asked.

"I've got some people working on finding his sons, and others on making a list of relatives that have the room to host you if you come through their neck of the woods." Wes answered.

Bree frowned. "Is that safe? And did you tell them about…" she trailed off.

"That wish you told me about was some real powerful mojo, you're friends and family can't be hurt by them. As for your other question, I only told the ones that would believe me, and the others, well, we're family. If they knew and believed then they'd want to protect you. We all still remember you being the baby of the family after all." Wes said.

Bree huffed.

"Where are you headed to next?" Wes asked.

"I don't know. I've made a list of cities where you can use magic somewhat openly. I guess I'll cross-reference that with the list of people that owe Lisa something and list of relatives you come up with." Bree answered.

"Alright then. You stay out of trouble now." Wes told her.

"I will." She replied.


Bree took an Amtrak train up north to San Francisco. She had her big list of people who owe Lisa and/or her organization something and had found the name of an enterprising criminal group that had yet to pay back a… well you could call it a start-up loan, or maybe an investment, either way the group stilled owed, plus interest.

Bree had decided to wear a leather jacket over a red tank top along with some dark jeans and a pair of black leather boots, with sensible heels of course. Her hair was dyed red and she had put in green contacts.

She found her destination easily enough and she knocked on the door. She heard male voices arguing. "You get it." "I'm not getting it, make Ratso get it." "I just got comfortable." "Will somebody just answer the door!"

A short Asian man wearing yellow-orange sunglasses opened the door.

"You're not the pizza guy." He said.

"How perceptive of you." Bree replied dryly. "Is Valmont here?"

"Who's asking?" the man replied.

"I'm here representing the interests of Lisa Smith." Bree replied.

"Don't just stand there Chow! Let her in!" a voice from inside ordered. Chow was shoved out of the way by the source of the voice, a blond man in a green suit.

"I'm terribly sorry, I'm afraid my employees have yet to learn any manners." He said, letting Bree in.

"Who's Lisa?" a dark haired man in a black suit asked.

"Someone that Valmont owes a lot of money to." Bree replied. Valmont cringed slightly.

"How do we know you were really sent by this Lisa chick?" a red haired man in a white disco suit asked. Bree frowned and pulled a small notebook out of her pocket.

"Finn. You sang disco at weddings before joining the Dark Hand. Your nephew, Frank, looks up to you and has no idea you're criminal. You're also a 70's fanatic." She read.

"That's a little creepy." Chow said. Bree directed her attention towards him.

"Chow. Three time winner of employee of the month at the Sun-Shack before joining the Dark Hand. Your nephew, Charlie, looks up to but doesn't know about your crimes." She read. She turned to the dark haired man.

"Ratso. Studied theoretical physics before joining the Dark Hand. You also have a nephew, Rocko, who knows nothing about your occupation." Every word Bree spoke made the men in the room increasingly uncomfortable, except for a one. A stoic Asian man in the corner that looked to be the size of a small elephant had not reacted at all. Bree wanted to change that.

"Tohru. Born in Tokyo, Japan. Joined the enforcers sometime after moving to America. You love your mother even though she can be overbearing at times. She dosen't know about your criminal activities, but I suppose it's rather easy to hide them when you live an ocean away since she's still in Japan. I think I may have passed through her neighborhood when I was over there." When she was done Tohru looked unnerved.

"Don't threaten my mommy." He rumbled.

"Who said anything about a threat? I was just making conversation."Bree replied. "Although, if you don't cooperate… well in that case it would actually be easier to get at your co-workers nephews."

"Hey, you leave them out of this!" Finn protested.

"I'll do whatever is necessary to make a profit." Bree snapped back. She turned to address Valmont.

"We've had eyes on the Dark Hand for a while. There's been a lot of activity but you have yet to pay back any of your debt."she stated.

"I thought the boss was loaded." Said Ratso.

"He was, but he spent his inheritance rather frivolously on things like helicopters and planes and when he ran out of money he asked a childhood friend for help." Bree explained. "He promised to pay it back and I'm here to collect."

"It been years, I thought she had forgotten about it." Valmont said.

"No, she was just letting the interest collect, now it's time to cash in." Bree replied.

"Er- well. I don't have the money right now, but I will just as soon as we complete our current business venture." Valmont responded.

"What is your current business venture?" Bree inquired. Valmont looked uncomfortable.

"If you don't tell me I'll have to do illegal things to you." She said. Valmont gave in and showed her to a back room were a statue of a serpentine dragon coiled up like a snake was hanging on the wall.

"A dragon statue… How much is it worth?" Bree asked.

"Foolish mortal!" a voice from the statue hissed. "I am no mere statue! I am the mighty dragon Shendu!"

"A talking egomaniacal dragon statue… How much is it worth?" Bree questioned. Valmont pressed a hand to his head.

"The plan isn't to sell Shendu. It's to gather the twelve talismans and restore him to his former glory after which he will reward us with treasure." Valmont explained. Bree stared at him.

"That's you're plan? Trust an evil dragon to keep his word instead just incinerating you once you're no longer of use to him? If I was going to doom myself for treasure I'd call up a crossroads demon, I'd go to hell, but at least they keep their word." She growled.

"Crossroads demon?" Valmont said curiously.

"Think of them like genies, only they only grant one wish and after ten years they send hellhouds after you to drag you soul to hell, of course that's after they're done mangling you're body. It's not a pretty picture." Bree explained. "Anyway, the most profitable thing you could right now with… Shendu would be to sell him to for a few million. Occult collectors go crazy over stuff like this."

"Fools! What I have to offer is more valuable than any petty riches some pathetic human could offer!" Shendu snarled. Bree sighed.

"You have four days to come up with ten grand. That'll cover most of the interest." She said.

"But that's not nearly enough time!" Valmont protested.

"You're criminal, get creative, rob a bank, blackmail a senator, just get the money. If you don't you'll be considered a lost cause and everything you own, including Shendu, will be seized and sold for profit. Then your employees will be shipped to England to be used and cannon fodder and then you'll be tied to a cactus in the desert without so much as a stich of clothing to set an example to anyone else that doesn't pay up." Bree replied.

"Also, I'll be staying with you for those three days to make sure you stay on track. Try anything funny and big men with big guns will come over for a visit. Now I'm going to raid your fridge. Get plotting." And with that, Bree walked off in search of food.


The next day Bree watched from across the street as the Dark Hand tried, and failed, to rob a bank. They were thwarted by an Asian man they called "Chan." The man had just been there to make a transaction when the Dark Hand arrived. That was some luck, though Bree wasn't sure whose.

When the Dark Hand got back to their hideout Bree was there, watching the local news. The Dark Hand's failed robbery was the top story.

"Tick tock, tick tock." Bree sing-songed, moving her fingers like a metronome.

"Hey, we got some cash!" Chow protested. He dropped some money onto the coffee table.

"Two hundred dollars. Why at this rate you'll have the money in no time." Bree said sarcastically.

"It would have gone better if you would allow us to obtain one of the talismans so that we could use its power." Valmont replied. Bree gave him a blank look.

"I never said you couldn't. I just said I wanted the money in four days, well, three and a half now. I really don't care how you get it." She told him. He groaned and buried his face in his hands.


On the morning of the second day Bree had to deal with Shendu's Shadowkhan. They looked like stereotypical ninja except that they had blue skin. Shendu had sent them to kill Bree since she was, in Shendu's words, "an unneeded distraction." They were rather easy to get rid of and didn't leave corpses, it was disappointing really, and Bree decided to the let the dragon exactly how she felt about that. She shifted into her partial animagus form, the one that she had once used to scare Snape, cat eyes, sharp teeth, and claws. She had transfigured her green contacts to match her eyes instead of just taking them out.

"Did you really think the Boss would send someone who couldn't defend themselves?" she asked.

"It appears that you are far more them you seem to be." Shendu replied.

"I'm very good at what I do, and what I do isn't very nice." Bree responded.

"Why work for a mere human when you are obviously destined for something better?" the dragon questioned.

"Just what are you talking about?" Bree asked, even though she had a pretty good guess.

"Join me and you'll be able to rule over these pathetic mortals instead of being reduced to serving them!" Shendu declared.

"You're talking world domination." Bree stated. She smirked. "Look where that got last time around. You look like a victim of Medusa. I'm not impressed, compared to the last dragon I faced your just an oversized paperweight."

"You've met other dragons?" Shendu questioned.

Bree nodded. "There was this competition you see. Steal an egg from a nesting mother. Not a real egg mind you, but the fake was tucked in with the real thing. I was creative and got one of the fastest times, but a friend of mind put on the best show. He outflew the dragon he had to steal from." She explained.

Shendu was silent for a moment. "I thought my kind was extinct." He said.

"Nah, they're around, of course, if you're a model of what ancient dragons were like then I'd say they've lost quite a bit of intelligence over the years." Bree told him. "There's quite a bit of variety and I only researched the subject for that one competition so…" she shrugged.

"Who would organize such an inane competition?" Shedu asked.

"Wizards. They're not the brightest lot, and really I think that all of their logic and common sense has been replaced by magic, very good at hiding from everyone without magic, I'll give them that." Bree replied. "Oh, I just remembered, if you ever get out of that stone-" She was interrupted.

"I am the great and powerful Shendu! I will-" Bree butted in with her own interruption.

"Okay fine, when you get out of that stone, steer clear of a wizard name Voldemort. He made a bid for immortality by splitting his soul into several pieces and creating multiple Horcruxes." She stated.

"That fool." Shendu sneered.

"So you've heard of them." Brees said.

"I trust that he's completely insane." The dragon stated.

"Madder than a hatter that's been putting mercury in his tea." Bree replied.

"I will have to remove him once I'm restored." Shendu declared. "Magic and insanity can only cause trouble.

"You're one to talk. You need to have something a little out of place upstairs to think you'd be able to rule the world with an iron fist." Bree replied. She chuckled. "Me? I prefer the shadows. If no one knows you're pulling the strings then they won't try to cut them, especially if they don't know about the strings in the first place… But to each his own I guess."


After the talk with Shendu, Bree went out. Convincing the dragon she wasn't human wasn't as satisfying as she had thought it would be. It probably had to do with the lack of facial expressions. Oh well, maybe she could find some small children to scare. Terrifying the first year had always cheered her up after all.

She found a nice park. It wasn't too far from the bank Valmont had tried to rob, but Bree had another reason for being there. Jackie Chan, the guy who kept interfering with the dark hand, lived in that neighborhood. He was an archeologist. From what she'd heard from the Dark Hand he was an Indiana Jones type of archeologist. He lived with his niece, Jade, and Uncle, who was apparently everyone's uncle, in the area. The Uncle ran an antique shop and Bree had to admit. She was curious.

At the playground she saw a young Asian girl getting laughed at. She was trying to get the other children to believe something she had said. Bree knew what that was like. Eventually the girl stormed off, headed in Bree's direction.

"Bullies can really put a damper on your day, huh kid?" Bree said when the girl got close. She looked up.

"You saw that?" she asked. Bree nodded.

"Something about them not believing something you said." she stated.

"Yeah, and I was totally telling the truth!" the girl exclaimed. She that when onto enthusiastically tell Bree about how her uncle Jackie had defeated the Dark Hand on multiple occasions in various countries. The girl was apparently the niece of the man she'd come to investigate. Bree listened patiently until she was finished.

"A lot of times if the tale is too fantastic no one will believe it without proof, even if it is true." Bree said. The girl, Jade, looked disappointed.

"But I believe you." Bree stated.

Jade suddenly adopted a shocked expression. "You do!" she exclaimed.

"I've seen things stranger than what you described." Bree replied.

"Really!" She shouted.

"I don't lie." Bree answered. It was true, but that's not to say she was honest, she just didn't tell people more than what she wanted them to know or told a truth so fantastic that it wouldn't be believed. But she didn't lie.

"So…" Jade began, dragging out the "o" sound. "What things have you seen?" she asked.

"Oh, where to begin?" Bree sighed. "Dragons, spirits, pixies, unicorns, centaurs, giant squid, and merpeople. And that's just the stuff I saw before leaving England."

"That's so cool!" Jade exclaimed. "You've gotta tell me about it."

And Bree did tell Jade about some her adventures, the water-down kid friendly versions at least. At the end of it Jade was in awe.

"Wow! You can do magic! Can you show me?" she asked excitedly. Bree hesitated for a moment and looked around. While they had been talking they had drifted into a secluded area of the park.

"Okay, just give me a moment." Bree said. She focused for a moment and shifted. Jade suddenly found herself looking down at Bree.

"Ohmygoshthatissocoolhowdidyo udothat!" Jadeshouted. Bree ears folded back at the sudden noise and she growled.

Jade covered her mouth looking sheepish. "Heh heh. Sorry." She said. "Can you talk like that?"

Bree shook her head negatively.

"Oh… it's still totally cool that you can turn into a cat though!" Jade replied.

"Jade! Jade! Where are you, it's time to go home!" a male voice, probably Jackie, called.

"Aww," Jade complained, looking toward were the voice had come from. "Maybe you can..." she trailed off as looked back and found that Bree was no longer there.


On the third day the Dark Hand actually succeeded at something. They got the dragon talisman. Its power was shooting fire blasts. Valmont used it to rob the nearest federal mint. He came back with a lot. Bree was rather shocked to see his success.

"Wow, with all this you'll be able to pay off the entire debt." She told him.

"About that, I've decided that with the dragon talisman I don't really need to pay back the debt." Valmont replied. Bree frowned.

"What do you mean?" she hissed. Valmont lifted his hand and Bree could clearly see the dragon talisman that was slowly integrating itself into his palm. Why Valmont henchmen didn't find this strange probably had to do with the dragon statue their boss took orders from. There's only so much weirdness one can take before it starts to become of part of everyday life.

"Why pay off what you can eliminate?" Valmont said. He was glowing, and no one was reacting to the glowing, or the veins on his head that looked like they were about to explode at any moment.

"Starting with-" before Valmont could finish the sentence that would have been punctuated by a giant fireball Bree pulled out her wand and summoned the talisman. It flew out of Volmont's hand, literally, and Bree caught it before stunning all of the henchmen in the room before they could figure out what had happened.

Valmont was back to normal and was still holding his hand out while staring at it rather stupidly.

"Did you really think it would be that easy?" Bree snarled, letting a bit of her animagus from bleed into her features. Valmont started backing away.

"You just had to piss me off, didn't you?" Bree snarled. "Now you're life is going to become a lot. More. Difficult. And when the time comes, you'll be paying your debt back in blood." She left, taking the talisman and as much money as she could carry with her.


Bree initiated the first step of ruining Valmont's life. She blacklisted him and his group. It's hard to run a criminal enterprise if no one else is willing to associate with you, and if anyone ignored Valmont's position on the blacklist, well, they'd be made an example of. Now Bree just had to figure out what to do with the dragon talisman.

She had no use for it. Its ability could be replicated by a well-placed blasting hex and the side effects of the talisman would be completely avoided. Valmont and the Dark Hand would want it back, which would be annoying to deal with. She decided to get rid of it.


Uncle's Rare Finds was an antique shop run by Jackie Chan's Uncle. The front room was full of antique, or possibly just junk. The back room and the upstairs were living quarters.

Uncle himself was behind the cash register when Bree walked in. He looked up at the sound of the bell on the door and scratched his head when he didn't see anyone.

"Mmrr." Bree said. Uncle looked down.

"How did cat get into shop?" he asked. Bree couldn't answer of course. Instead she leapt up onto the counter and dropped what she had been carrying in her mouth in form of Uncle. He picked it up.

"Aiiyah!" he exclaimed in surprise. "How did cat get dragon talisman?" Bree tilted her head to the side.

"Mrrow." She said.

"I will call Jackie. Tell him to come get talisman." Uncle said before doing just that. While he was talking Bree hopped down and twined around his ankles and looked up expectantly. Uncle looked down at her.

"One more thing. Stop at store and get tuna." He said. There was a pause.

"Do not question Uncle!"

Line line line

A little while later Jackie and Jade arrived.

"Did you get tuna?" Uncle asked. Jackie pulled a can out of a plastic bag. Uncle grabbed it and went to the back where there was a kitchen. Bree, Jackie, and Jade followed him. He opened the can for Bree who dug into it enthusiastically.

"Uncle, when did you get a cat?" Jackie asked.

"Cat gave dragon talisman to Uncle." Uncle replied, holding the talisman out to Jackie who took it with a shocked look.

"But how did a cat get the talisman from Valmont?" Jackie asked. "How did a cat even know where we live?"

Jade had been watching Bree rather intently. She came to a sudden realization.

"That's the cat I told you about the other day! I mean she's not a cat, she's a person that transforms into a cat!" she exclaimed.

"Jade, now is not the time for one of your stories." Jackie replied.

"But Jackie!" Jade whined. "I can prove all she has to do is turn back." She looked at Bree, or rather, where Bree had been.

Jade groaned. "She did that the other day too."


Bree felt great. The talisman was no longer her problem and she had gotten a free meal. Life was good. Now where should she go next?